Youth Day.
We got crunch bar from 'chinster' and ice cream from our principal.

I was eating the ice-cream and it all started melting and dripping. Not my fault, it's global warming all thanks to you. Then I stuffed most of it into my mouth. Ice-Cream-Liquid started dripping down my lips and the stick was constantly poking my throat. It was very uncomfortable, I started using sign & body language to ask Jo to give me a piece of tissue with one hand stuck on my mouth trying to conceal the evidence of my sloppy eating. Before she knew what I was doing, I half coughed, half laugh and the Ice-Cream-Liquid sprayed onto 'bangster'. Sorry, Jo. Then another outburst but it did not reach her. I think one droplet went into her mouth. It was very embarrassing, doing such things when I am 14 already. Like I can't control my mouth or something? And I guess bangster was very traumatised.

Ate Long John Wrap for lunch and Chicken foldover for dinner. They taste the same and I am not amused. In between I napped for around four hours. You have not realised that I am a poor tortured teenage deprived of sleep?

I finally cleaned up my blog, I couldn't find any (keyword: any) decent templates. Why is it so hard to find one? I wasted like a few hours on it, trawling through the tons of online junk. Do they employ people to clean it up? If not, it's time they should.

They shall be called "Warriors of the Untouchable Rubbish" (WUR) and they will be paid millions to delete things. The untouchable rubbish are the online junk, you cannot touch the stuff that you are looking at inside the screen, right? Imagine a perfect grey building and in every level, it's identical. WURs has their right hand on the mouse, left hand on the 'delete' button. 'click-delete-click-delete-click-delete' Occasional mishaps do happen, with the robot-like WURs opening their eyes wide, take in a deep breath and 'click-click-delete-click-delete-click-delete'.